i carefully place
myself on the pyre of
dreams that desert me
from time to time...
my ears intently tune
themselves to hear
the message of futility
conveyed through
the crackling of chips
everywhere on this island
insulated by the salt waters
my soul roams about in
desperation for a release
*on reading mr.arkay dass' 'Island of Isolation'
06may2010
13.20hrs
...as you wash away the salinity, everything will become clearer...only to release you. Enjoy the read. Blessings. Leonard
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Touching funeral in words.................